I'm probably what most of my family would consider the black sheep. I was the first kid in the family to get caught getting drunk underage, smoking weed, bunking off school and having an older boyfriend. (Note: I said the first to get caught. Either it's my legendary bad luck, or I just wasn't as stealthy about it as I thought.) I'm also the only one who's not a Christian - but they don't hold it against me. In fact, my mother tells me often that I "probably" won't go to hell, as I'm "not really a bad kid other than that". She's a "liberal" Christian though, who believes that being gay "doesn't necessarily make you a bad person". I try to give her a break most of the time as I know she really is trying to be enlightened and respect others - but it's frustrating when she does it with this superior attitude that tells me she thinks she's doing me (and the gay population of the world) some kind of favour, instead of affording us what I see as a basic human right. Almost no one in England seems to be religious anymore, but as I mentioned, my luck is legendary - I'm one of those people for whom, if it can go wrong, it will go wrong. I have a friend who finds this hilarious, and when he calls, asks "what's the damage?" instead of "how are you?" And you can pretty much guarantee that if there was only one such family in the country, I'd have been born into it.
I'm also the only "thinker" - the others are "feelers", who think it's fine to be completely nasty and unreasonable if it's what you're feeling. I believe that if you're out of order to someone due to the fact that you've had a bad day, an apology doesn't hurt. They're also sulkers, and I just don't see the point - so you've had a row. You've ignored the other person for an hour or two. Why make it a fortnight?
Having said that, I'm trying to grow up and realise that in a lot of ways I'm incredibly lucky. The ones I still choose to have in my life have never beaten me, starved me, or done any of the heartbreaking things people go through every day that're a damn sight worse than occasionallly being patronised and annoyed. They try to love me even when it's hard for them, which is that's all you can ever ask from anyone. And it's a lot more than some people get from their families, so all things considered I think I did pretty well overall.
Oh, and I'm the only goth in my family too. Dagnabbit.
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